When the time comes, the masters of Shaolin Temple's square characters will wither, and Fang Yuan will be able to steal the abbot's position. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info this person has entered the demon from the Buddha and returned to the Huangquan Demon Sect, and the luck of the Shaolin Temple will naturally lose part of it, and it was taken away by Chen Zheng with the technique of intercepting luck.

As for the annihilation of the blood-clothed people he brought, Chen Zheng didn't care about it at all. When he returns to the Overworld, these blood-clad people will be useless to him, and it is better to use them for waste.

Chen Zheng's light skills are superb, if he is bent on escaping, Fang Zheng really can't catch up. At this moment, the last few blood-clothed people were trapped in the Arhat array and died of exhaustion, leaving only Chen Zheng alone, which made him feel free to come and go freely.

"Daddy!"

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, everyone confronted each other, and no one was willing to make the first move. Let me go and Xiang Wentian and a few people faced the Wudang faction's Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, without fear, and suddenly a crisp and agile voice came.

Ren Wuxing turned his head to look, and a woman with bright eyes rushed into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, her heart was shocked, and she shouted, "Yingying, how did you escape?"

Ren Yingying was imprisoned in the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple, and there were even masters of the square characters who guarded her personally, how did she escape. Not only was Ren Xing surprised, but even Master Fang Zheng looked at Ren Yingying with a questioning expression.

"Amitabha, since Miss Ren is out of trouble, I guess my senior brother Fang Hui has passed away!" Fang Zheng said after singing the Buddha's name, his face showed sadness.

There are not many senior monks in Shaolin Temple, and there are still seven or eight of them. Now in one day, there are two people who have passed away, which can be called a great injury to the Shaolin Temple. Coupled with the dozens of warrior monks who fought to the death and injury of the blood-clothed people, the strength of the Shaolin Temple has dropped by three layers after this catastrophe.

"Abbot, Abbot ......"

Less than half an hour after Ren Yingying appeared, Ling Hu Chong rushed in with a bloodstained person on his back, shouting at Master Fangzheng, his face was full of anxiety, and his eyes showed remorse and anger.

"Master Fang Sheng is injured, the abbot is coming to save people......"

Ling Hu Chong's face was pale, as if he had suffered a lot of internal injuries, and his long shirt was tattered and covered with bloodstains, obviously experiencing a vicious battle.

Chen Zheng got the injured person from his mouth turned out to be Fang Sheng, and the blood in his eyes flashed. If it is said that after Fang Zheng abdicated, the most likely successor in Shaolin Temple was Master Fang Sheng. Now that Fang Sheng was seriously injured, it meant that Fang Yuan was missing one of his biggest competitors.

"What a vicious swordsmanship!"

Seeing a sword wound on Fang Sheng's chest, this was a sword stabbing the lobe of the lung, it can be seen from the traces of the wound that the person who made the sword was extremely fast, Master Fang Sheng only blocked one sword, not the second sword.

Fang Zheng hurriedly took out a healing pill and gave it to Fang Sheng, and his true qi condensed in his palm, pushing the uterus to activate blood for him, and accelerating the attraction of the medicinal power. After a while, Fang Sheng opened his eyes, only said half a sentence, and the blood in his lungs surged up, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and fainted again.

"Evil Sword Technique ......"

Hearing the four words Fang Sheng said, Fang Zheng couldn't help but be stunned: "Evil Sword Technique?"

Ling Hu Chong hurriedly explained: "We were fighting against the evil way, and suddenly a masked master rushed out and fought with Master Fang Sheng. The masked master was not an opponent, so he rushed out of the two masters, both of whom used the fast sword, Master Fang Sheng dodged the sneak attack of the first person, but did not dodge the second person. After these three people seriously injured Master Fang Sheng, they disappeared without a trace in an instant. ”

As for whether it was an evil sword technique, Ling Hu Chong only cared about protecting the nuns of the Hengshan Sect at that time, and when he saw Fang Sheng, he was already seriously injured and fell to the ground.

The three monks of the Fang character generation fell, the top masters of the Shaolin Temple lost almost half, the square seemed to age dozens of years in an instant, and the whole person exuded a strong atmosphere of twilight, this battle between good and evil, the casualties of the Shaolin Temple were the heaviest.

"Abbot!"

At this time, Fang Yuan was covered in blood, carrying a ring knife and rushing into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, seeing Fang Sheng lying on the ground covered in blood, he suddenly shouted: "Who hurt Senior Brother Fang Sheng?"

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, aren't you stationed in the Scripture Pavilion, why are you like this, could it be that something happened to the Scripture Pavilion?"

Seeing Fang Yuan appear, Fang Zheng was taken aback and shouted with a hint of horror. The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the most important place in Shaolin Temple, if the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is wrecked, it is difficult for Fang Zheng to die and his guilt.

"The thieves who rushed into the back mountain have been killed, and the Scripture Pavilion is fine. ”

Fang Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although the Shaolin Temple suffered heavy casualties in this battle, as long as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was fine, it was a great luck in misfortune.

"Master Fangzheng, I am fortunate not to be dishonored, and the thieves who stole into the back mountain have all been killed. Zuo Lengchan was dressed in brocade, the dust on his body was not stained, there was no trace of blood, and he walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall in a hurry, with the bearing of a grandmaster. It's just that the disciples of the Songshan Sect behind him were in a mess, and many of them were seriously injured and were helped in.

There were nearly thirty disciples who went to the back mountain with Zuo Lengchan to snipe the invasion of the evil path, and now counting the injured, only a dozen have returned, and more than half of them have been lost.

When the Wuyue Sword Sect and the other righteous path heroes returned to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Chen Zheng secretly counted them, and the casualties were one-third. There were not many disciples of the Huashan faction, and they were guarded by Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong, who were only injured but not killed. The Hengshan faction was even more in the mentality of Linghu Chong's hen to protect the chicks, and there was not even a serious injury.

"The old man went up the mountain this time just to rescue Yingying. Now that the person has been rescued, the old man will take his leave!" "The loss of Shaolin Temple is too heavy, and I dare not guarantee that I can do anything, and the righteous heroes will go crazy, and whether they can escape with their whole body." Xiang Fang Zheng said hello, and turned around and walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall with his subordinates.

"Brother Chong!"

Ren Yingying looked at Ling Hu Chong and hoped that he would leave the Shaolin Temple with her. However, there is still a group of nuns from the Hengshan faction behind Ling Hu Chong, and they can't be left in the Shaolin Temple. As for leaving with the Hengshan Sect and the Demon Sect, it would be even more inappropriate.

"You go with Mr. Ren first, I will escort the disciples of the Hengshan Sect back to Hengshan safely. ”

Ling Hu Chong arched his hand at Ren Yingying, and forcibly held back his mutual rejection with Ren Yingying.

"Brother Chong, take care!"

Ren Yingying glanced at Ling Hu Chong nostalgically, and followed Ren Xing to leave the Shaolin Temple.

Among the female nuns of the Hengshan faction, Sister Yilin looked at Ling Hu Chong and Ren Yingying, her eyes showed a trace of loss, her hands were folded, and she recited in a low voice: "Amitabha!"

Let me walk out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and whispered to Chen Zheng: "Boy Chen, don't forget our agreement!"

"Rest assured, Chen is one step ahead!"

Without waiting for me to react, Chen Zheng ran the ghost shadow without a trace method, and suddenly, his figure took off into the air, turned into a shadow and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Shhh

Xiang Wentian couldn't help but gasp, and looked at the direction where Chen Zheng disappeared in horror: "This person is so powerful!"

Let me go is also surprised, compared to the original Meizhuang, Chen Zheng's light skills are more exquisite, his body shook, and even he didn't react, he saw that Chen Zheng had turned into a shadow and disappeared.